Art that inspires me

My artistic ability seems to improve the sadder I am. I seem to get more creative when I’m down. I like art, but I don’t like being down. Can you relate?

Today was not a great day. Over powered by emotions I try to distract myself and smother them, like putting a blanket over a fire. Unfortunately it works, right up until the distraction stops. Then it’s back to feelings. Feelings are wack and I hate them. The level of control over them is directly related to how strong of a man I truly am. I use these times to practice, so I can become stronger.

I refuse to cry. I cried silently once, last Sunday for about 2 minutes, then right back to work. The bags under my eyes grow heavy, but crying won’t help, this is all I know.

The lie that men should be more open with their emotions opened a doorway to fragility. Now the threshold is gashed and the door of our culture can not close again until it is torn out and rebuilt.

Here is some art that inspires me to be a better man and turn my emotions into something worth anything.